THUGBABY

(Ayo, Pitt, we got one) (SumYunGhai with me the shit) R.I.P. the pussy then heartbreak Shorty eatin' salad, that parsley Put the bands on your man, watch the car shake In the Louis V bag should be more cake Bitch, I be the nigga that they all hate I ain't ever finna listen what they all say Count up big bread in broad day Said I don't regret them hard days Essential Gotta keep the Ruger on the hip, nigga, essential I just fucked a cougar in the backseat of a rental Fuckin' with me 'cause she really think I be the answer Wish a nigga would, roll 'em up in a pencil Two Dracos, get 'em gone, no silencio Niggas leavin' none, ain't no evidential Run the bag on 'em, like oh, I'ma tax 'em (oh, I'ma tax 'em) Uh, nigga, left arm, got a gold Patek (gold) Fuck the bitch once and I ain't call her back (no) Wunna too rich, I'm hard to catch (hard) Silly bitch sent me a horrible text (horrible text) Wunna not the one to argue with (uh-uh) Landed in Houston where Harden at (where Harden at) A lot of these rappers be startin' to cap (startin' to cap) Need to get some drip, just watch me (watch me) I took a hit, still can't stop me (can't stop me) Don't usually cut the tax on Roxies (Roxies) The gang, but I call 'em my posse (posse) You pussies should be ridin' in a car seat I'm huggin' in her pussy like broccoli (broccoli) Bitch lyin' got a nigga so salty (huh) This cash got me fuckin' on Barbies (fuckin' on Barbies) Know you adore me (adore) Broke her heart, no, it ain't nothin' free (nothin') Nigga, chopped and screw it like Bun B (screw it) Road to the riches, ain't nothin' sweet The road to the riches, ain't nothin' sweet (ain't nothin' sweet) The Rolls Cullinan got love seats (love seats) The Wock' got the double cup muddy (muddy) R.I.P. the pussy then heartbreak Shorty eatin' salad, that parsley Put the bands on your man, watch the car shake In the Louis V bag should be more cake Bitch, I be the nigga that they all hate I ain't ever finna listen what they all say Count up big bread in broad day Said I don't regret them hard days Essential Gotta keep the Ruger on the hip, nigga, essential I just fucked a cougar in the backseat of a rental Fuckin' with me 'cause she really think I be the answer Wish a nigga would, roll 'em up in a pencil Two Dracos, get 'em gone, no silencio Niggas leavin' none, ain't no evidential Run the bag on 'em, like oh I'ma tax 'em (oh, I'ma tax 'em) Got a bad bitch, she act a hella goofy though I don't bring her around me, she talk a lot That my nigga, he know, he don't act like a ho Know that I'm blowin' up first and niggas not And I know that they plottin', I keep a Glock R.I.P. niggas that walked in the cross fire Always back out the pole at a red light Shawty askin' if a nigga paranoid (ooh-woah, oh) Moonwalkin' at sixteen Diamonds hittin', boutta Toosie Slide, a nigga fuckin' on ya hoe Told them niggas don't text me Nigga, I be rollin' up exotic, finna get me out my zone My mama say she miss me Told her I be trappin', she be laughin', bitches cryin' on her phone We gon' prove when that fuck nigga step up Bae don't judge me, I smoke 'lotta pressure I be high as fuck, no niggas likin' us Your bitch just booked up a telly, invitin' us And that's prolly why that fuck nigga mad Know he better stay in his bag In the quarantine season, uh Trappin' for the weekend Diamonds hittin', make a nigga start to blinkin' Get to bussin' if a nigga start thinkin', know that they watchin' R.I.P. the pussy then heartbreak Shorty eatin' salad, that parsley Put the bands on your man, watch the car shake In the Louis V bag should be more cake Bitch, I be the nigga that they all hate I ain't ever finna listen what they all say Count up big bread in broad day Said I don't regret them hard days Essential Gotta keep the Ruger on the hip, nigga, essential I just fucked a cougar in the backseat of a rental Fuckin' with me 'cause she really think I be the answer Wish a nigga would, roll 'em up in a pencil Two Dracos, get 'em gone, no silencio Niggas leavin' none, ain't no evidential Run the bag on 'em, like oh I'ma tax 'em (oh, I'ma tax 'em)